In a Manner of Poetry

January 1, 2018

To My Queen: I’m Not Good Enough

I saw you smiling at me the other day
You looked liked you had something to say
But instead, you just let me walk away
I’m sorry, I know that’s not how things work around here
I’m supposed to approach you with confidence minus the fear
But there’s not much I can really offer you right now
I got bills and debt to pay and I have no idea how
I know they say true love shouldn’t depend on where your money is at
But I’d never wanna bring a queen into something like that
I wanna be worth the one constantly on your mind
I want you to know that no matter we’ll be fine